as we tried to empty ourselves
so we would feel nothing
don’t tell me that hurts less than a broken bone
that an ingrown life
is something surgeons can cut away
that there’s no way for it to metastasize
it does
At night, while the others slept,
we kept walking the tightrope,
and yeah, some of us fell.
I'm not the only kid who
grew up this way,
surrounded by people
who used to say
as if broken bones
hurt more than the names
we were called.
Never give up.
Never let them win
Never believe the lies
Or soon you'll just be a
Memorie
and they will know
They have ..
Won.
and if you can’t see
anything beautiful about yourself
get a better
mirror
look a little
closer
stare a little
longer
because there’s
something inside you
that made you keep
trying
despite everyone who told you
to quit
you built a cast around your
broken heart
and signed it
yourself
you signed it
“they were
wrong”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ltun92DfnPY
I’m not the only kid
who grew up this way
surrounded by people who used to say
that rhyme about sticks and stones
as if broken bones
hurt more than the names we got called
and we got called them all
so we grew up believing no one
would ever fall in love with us
that we’d be lonely forever
that we’d never meet someone
to make us feel like the sun
was something they built for us
in their tool shed
so broken heart strings bled the blues
as we tried to empty ourselves
so we would feel nothing
don’t tell me that hurts less than a broken bone
that an ingrown life
is something surgeons can cut away
that there’s no way for it to metastasize
it does
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ltun92DfnPY
beautiful about yourself,
get a better mirror.
look a little closer.
stare a little longer.
because there's something inside you..
.. that made you keep trying
despite everyone
who told you to quit.
you built a cast around your broken heart
and signed it yourself
you signed it
'they were wrong'."
not the faded echos of voices crying out,
names will never hurt me.
of course
they did
-to this day project
